Green, green, it's green, they say,
On the far side of the hill.
Green, green, I'm goin' away
To where the grass is greener still.
The New Christy Minstrels, 1963
Brown, brown, it's brown they say
Out here, on the lone prair-ie,
To where the grass is green to see.
Well, I told my daddy on the day I was ten,
Don't you cry when you see I'm twelve,
There ain't nobody gonna hold me then,
I'm gonna go away by myself.
I don't care if the sun goes down
Where I lay my weary head,
'Cause everywhere the ground is brown
I want to see it green instead.
EV'rybody now...
It's brown, brown, it's brown they say
Out here, on the lone prair-ie,
Brown, brown, I'm goin' away
To where the grass is green to see.
© Words and photos by Kay Davies, May, 2011
After a long, cold winter, we've had a wet spring, so things are finally greening up
here at our home on the range, where the deer and the antelope play.
Behind the unfurling fern, you can see where blossoms fell from our ornamental crabapple tree (see previous post for a pink song).
Posted for Hootin' Anni's musical meme
Thursday Theme Song,
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21 comments:
Great photos, Kay! I remember this song very well. It's been such a long time since I've heard it.
Beautiful greens for the theme. Do I say I am going greenwith envy seeing the lovely captures.;)
I love the fern
they have such wonderful texture
all of the shades of green are so pretty
Hadn't thought of that song in a long time! And I love all your wonderful GREEN! Fantastic captures and so is the crabapple tree! Gorgeous colors! Sorry to be so late -- been one of those days!!
Sylvia
I love the photo of the ferns unfurling it's beauty!
And we have the most dry and warm spring ever since the weather station was created in 1887 or something ! I have to water my plants in the pots each evening and the grass is yellow, the farmers complain etc etc.
Oh my goodness Kay, great minds do think alike. I almost did this song today but choose another New Christy Minstrel song instead.
You yard looks so lush with all those beautiful greens. We've had a lot of rain this spring too.
Judy
A very beautiful post with a lovely song and fabulous shots!
Thanks for sharing, Kay;o)
Isn't it good to see the fresh greens of spring? They even smell fresh.
Wow, Kay, that brought back memories! And I love the ferns curly fronds. Thanks for this vibrant and fresh-looking post. Have a great day, Blessings and (((hugs))) Jo. PS thanks again, I received your post and replied there.
The green in my garden seems to consist mostly of weeds!
My mom love the fern, Kay
And your fern is so beautiful !!!
xoxo
Lovely green shots to enhance your song. How did I miss so many of your post?? I must check why they aren't coming up on my sidebar.
i LOVED that song! and don't you just love the way ferns unfurl themselves? glad you're finally seeing some greenery up your way...
Spring has come and gone, here in the south. How nice to have a second one through your posts. "Green, green" will be the song playing in my head today for sure. :)
Everything is going winter brown here on this side of the world. Be a while before we see green again.
The greenery really arrived late this year didn't it! Nothing prettier than freshly arrived green leaves! Such a variety of textures here, too. Enjoy the day!
OMG I haven't heard this song or thought of them in like forever. How wonderful and I just love your photos...I'm especially diggin' that fern :) Well done. Have a great day.
Green....one of my favorite colors! And your photos are just filled with lush and beauty. Excellent.
We have gone through green and back to gold though it continues to rain. The ripe grain in the meadows keeps the birds happy and I don't feel the need to always have the feeders full. The blackberries are blooming down by the creek and soon the birds will have berries to eat.
Hi Kay, Here's another green saying - As long as you're green, you're growing. As soon as you're ripe, you start to rot.
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